They looked at each other. Something had changed, and it had happened quite suddenly. All at once, everything felt a little uncertain. Emma looked at Izzy, and wondered what to do. She still wanted an answer to her question, now that she had asked it. She wasn’t sure if it was sensible to press Izzy, but she wanted an answer, so she decided she would have to press. Because really, she thought, Izzy had started this whole thing, so it was Izzy’s fault if it went wrong now.